CCblogs NetworkThe homecomingThere are no questions about where I have been, as he flings chubby toddler arms around my neck. By Laura Kelly Fanucci November 28, 2016ShareShare on TwitterShare on FacebookEmail to a friendPrint He stands at the top of the stairs, bare feet dancing in dinosaur pajamas. His bright eyes meet my own as I climb. His face beams with delight, blue stars flashing with brimming joy. MAMA! He shrieks with joy. MAMA! You are HERE!